The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 168

Chapter 170

Sophia threw her hands up in exasperation. "Wait, Alex! That's not what I-"

She never got the chance to finish. Almost on cue, the supervisor bustled back into the fray.

In a place like this-where VIPS clawed for dominance by tearing down their rivals' dignity—those without status had few options.

When elephants fi

ght, it's the grass that suffers.

Lacking any real authority, the staff had no choice but to bring in their highest- ranking official.

After all, if one has no sword, one must learn to dance in the shadows of those who do.

That official arrived in the form of a sharply dressed general manager, whose very presence could hush a room. Clearing his throat, he stepped forward with an air of cold efficiency.

"I'm the general manager," he announced, his voice cutting through the tension. "How may I be of assistance?" Jack practically shoved a finger in Alex's face.

"Emally! Listen up-we've got ourselves a freeloading loser over here," he snarled. "I want him kicked out immediately. I refuse to eat in the same room as this nobody."

The General manager arched an eyebrow. "Sir, that's highly unlikely. Our security is quite strict. We don't just let random folks wander in."

Jack brandished his favorite line like a weapon. "Clearly, you have no idea who you're dealing with. We're Gold VIPs. He's not! If you value your job, you'll do what we say. That's an order."

Florence, eyes glinting with contempt, added, "He's making us lose our appetite. Throw him out-now."

Arms folded, the general manager released a slow, measured sigh. "And which guest, specifically, do you want removed?"

Jack pointed again, as though Alex were some foul rodent. That guy. Right there." The general manager's calm facade hardened once he got a good look at Alex.

A thin, almost mocking smile tugged at his lips. "I see. Gentlemen, I'm afraid you're making a serious mistake."

Jack slammed his fist on the nearby table, rattling the water glasses. "What mistake? He doesn't have a Gold VIP card, does he?"

The General Manager remained composed. "No, he doesn't

So stop wasting time and do

doesn't matter if you're Gold, Platinum, or the President himself. This man"-he inclined his head respectfully at Alex-“happens to be the owner of Cheval Blanc

as though someone had yanked the power cord on the

so low it

like she'd swallowed a

been casually observing, suddenly tensed with

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it came out strangled.

got no money—he's dirt

"Believe me, folks, it's no joke. I'd strongly advise you

disgusted once-over. "I've rarely seen anyone so brazen as to pull

else's money or...or... scammed it off one of his so-called 'friends,'

him! He's always freeloading

his eyes.

to understand is that I have the power to tell you to

flushed with anger. Sure, they were momentarily humbled, but it only made them lash out

turned accusing eyes on him, still desperate to assert

Alex, would

right. Since they're paying customers-and apparently

sir," the general manager

caustic laugh. “Look at him, acting so high and mighty. Typical

for a second think owning a restaurant makes you our equal." He swung an arm toward Charles. "In fact, my friend

cleared his

gaze flicked to Alex, coldly dismissive. "I have no interest in your complimentary

rather pay my own tab than

moment to rub it in. "Hear that, Alex? Owning this place doesn't mean squat next to Charles. Born into a truly noble family. You? You're an orphan, scraping by

net worth to Charles's fortune, you don't even rate as a footnote. Count your blessings we still

too far. I was just lucky

class," Florence said sweetly. Then she shot Alex a glare. "Meanwhile, all you've got is this...

enjoy your meal. Or leave if you can't stand it here. I have better things to do than babysit you." With that,

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